It is a good day!

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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Fool's Errand

Fool’s Errand

Not far from near future, we bendlight around corners. Down periscope.Up and away from you all.  Take me at my word: they’ve outlawed affection.We lock in,…

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Excuse me, your privilege is showing

Excuse me, your privilege is showing

You and I flush it down the toilet many times a dayBut it crawls out wrecking our just-mopped floors.Reeking. ‘Bloody hell!’, we shout in lingua…

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A Yellow Iris

A Yellow Iris

Van Gogh stops byIn my garden.  Death feels chilly so he wants a morning back on Earth. I told him I admired his iris paintings.  He thanked me, didn’t…

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Headless Martyrs

Headless Martyrs

Headless martyrs are riding caribou intothe international forest again. Fairies sippingnectar from hyacinths chuckle at this scene. They remember why bushmen lick beehiveswith honey-coated tongues…

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Skin Under Water

Skin Under Water

draw a bath.with crayons?how does one color water? clear does not do justice,the glisten of droplets on skin.I’ll draw us a bath, you said, and I sawan…

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Silk Veil

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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Nothing Survives

Nothing Survives

Words leap over words Trounce each other Silence survives. Time runs over time Flatten each other Memory survives. Pages pile over pages Bury each other…

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Flowering

Flowering

There is a sunflower erupting through the simian crease of my right palm. I shed layer after layer of salty skin till the petals glow…

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In the City of Panorama

In the City of Panorama

Some trees are male, some female; Our house had four of them, And though I circled them every day as a kid— Looking for any…

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Two Scenes

Two Scenes

1. A man reads the newspaper as if his son would turn up on page three. The chaiwallah makes a cutting, not because a half…

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Burnt Brown

Burnt Brown

As far as I can see, the trees brown beneath fall’s frost. Mother’s skin is marred by age spots as death’s knell calls frost. Forests…

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Classical Chinese Poems from Song Dynasty

Classical Chinese Poems

In this section we present a series of Chinese Classical poetry translated by Gary Young.

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Kitchenette

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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Anthill at the mailbox post

Anthill at the mailbox post

There comes a point for us allwhen more peoplewe know have diedthan still live.You know that in a churchsomewhere a crowdplays Bingo while in anothera…

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